To Love the Black Woman
To Love the Black Woman
She mirrors me
and our reflections combine to create
the Universe and all that it is.
How could I not love her, provide her the power
that exists in me deeply for her entirely?
There would be an extreme injustice
If she, the Black Queen, did not receive the substance
sacredly swimming inside of me
for our balanced degree of eternity.
In respect of our cosmic connection
I deliver love unto my mighty Queen
Knowing
that such an exchange will make us both supreme
and
there will NEVER be a force strong enough to intervene
with the bond of Black womban and man.
I can
See inside of her soul through her eyes
and discover the disguised demise
that I must provide
with my care and concern
And to burn away any insecurity or impurity her heart
may hide inside.
I must love the Black womban.
I must love her for all that she is.
Black womben are born of incredible beauty
eternally and internally.
My love for the Black womban is vital,
it must reciprocate the faith that
she has in me
as her provider
as her protector
And I must never neglect her
offsetting our balance
that has already been challenged by so many outside forces.
We must remain strong as one
Jointly singing songs of pride and accomplishment
under the rays of the sun.
She will have my love forever.
UniverSouL a.k.a. Christopher D. Sims
(c) UniverSouL 2002
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